Hiding beneath the fresh tulips, a thought comes to you. "I'll fix him," you think, "I'm going to poop right here on his stairs." Evil thoughts of the man slipping and falling on your deposit race through your mind as you climb up to the second stair.

 After delivering your present, you spot a man wearing all blue running up to you. Unable to run away in time, he grabs you and lifts you to his face.

 "You're coming with me, Fuzzball," he sneers as he begins to carry you away from the house. You struggle with the man, but find it impossible to get yourself free from his grasp. He again lifts you to his face and shouts, "Stop squirming or I'll put the cuffs on you."

If you want to act nice and cute, turn to Page 24.

 

If you want to claw his nose, turn to Page 6.